It just so happened that for most of my life I've lived in the suburbs.

To this day, she’s still sad. Because there’s not some finite amount of pain inside us. Our bodies and minds just keep manufacturing more of it. I’m just saying that I took the pain that was inside of her at that moment and made it my own. And it didn’t hurt me at all.

I'm used to adapting my novels for feature film - it can be challenging to cut and compress three or four hundred pages into two hours of dramatic action.

My wife and I left New York when she got pregnant - we just thought it would be really hard to stay in the city.

After all, what was adult life but one moment of weakness piled on top of another? Most people just fell in line like obedient little children, doing exactly what society expected of them at any given moment, all the while pretending that they’d actually made some sort of choice.

If anything, he seemed a little lonely, all too ready to open his heart at the slightest sign of interst.

When things don't go well, it helps to think of yourself as a genius and the rest of the world as a bunch of idiots.